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Pixel Art, January 2020
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Pixel Art, January 2020
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and maybe she wasn't in love with him after all and never had been. maybe as a writer you sometimes believe there's more to a feeling than there actually is because you see romance in every little thing.
“You have galaxies in your head, do not let people tell you you cannot shine.” #youarestardust #galaxiesinside #galaxiesinmyeyes #shinebright (at Catalina Foothills, Arizona) https://www.instagram.com/p/CojG0UsrVhpGe206vTsQPnBdcxzPTr_c69uoCM0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
i always wrote songs and poems about everything, about every little crush and friends and moments. I should have known then when we were experiencing all these things people write love songs about and I didn't, didn't write one verse about you, that there wasn't so much magic to you, there weren't feelings involved.
but being unhappy in love is better than this, better than not knowing what it is and not being able to refer to it as love
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I am not interested in talking about road directions, cars or sport for more than five minutes. It’s why I cannot abide being in all-male company. I want to talk about things that matter.
willy rusell
one of my teachers once said the world isn’t black and white, it’s grey. And it made sense and it’s okay but then there were you. and you weren’t grey at all, neither black nor white. You were shining. and it was beautiful and you showed me not all of them were grey.
And the waves that hit his face marked the past and the furrows on his skin, oh how time goes fast
after every sunny day came a stormy night